Title: Up Against the Wall
Author: M
snowym
Pairing: InuKai
Rating: G
Warnings: more, more, moooor~e
Word Count: 187
#30 - Cracks for
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Note: I just wrote this randomly while in the sun room at campus today. I felt like writing some emotion'y thing, and Kaidoh wanted to tell me his piece about Inui, soooo, here ya go. I can't deny Kaidoh when he wants me to write down his thoughts ^^;;;.
I wish he would say something.
Not just some long-winded breakdown of how many sit-ups I should do a week, and why, but actually something.
I thought maybe one day we’d go beyond the laws of the senpai-kouhai relationship and become something more, but this has yet to happen.
Because really, does this distant, half-done connection we have count as a friendship?
I want to know what he watched on TV last night.
What he studied.
Hear about the newest terrible concoction he made.
I want to talk about something. Something other than training, tennis, and health. Not about the future, or how I’ll reach the best possible course to the pro league in ten-easy-steps (1 - train, 2 - play tennis, 3 - train, 4 - sleep, 5 - train, etc.). I want to talk about now, and about what makes us us.
This lukewarm friendship between us makes me ill. I want more.
I want to know more about him.
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“I like you, Kaidoh.”
Kaidoh couldn’t answer his senpai yet, but after that, they did talk.
And the wall they’d forced between each other cracked just a little.
Author: M
Pairing: InuKai
Rating: G
Warnings: more, more, moooor~e
Word Count: 187
#30 - Cracks for
Note: I just wrote this randomly while in the sun room at campus today. I felt like writing some emotion'y thing, and Kaidoh wanted to tell me his piece about Inui, soooo, here ya go. I can't deny Kaidoh when he wants me to write down his thoughts ^^;;;.
I wish he would say something.
Not just some long-winded breakdown of how many sit-ups I should do a week, and why, but actually something.
I thought maybe one day we’d go beyond the laws of the senpai-kouhai relationship and become something more, but this has yet to happen.
Because really, does this distant, half-done connection we have count as a friendship?
I want to know what he watched on TV last night.
What he studied.
Hear about the newest terrible concoction he made.
I want to talk about something. Something other than training, tennis, and health. Not about the future, or how I’ll reach the best possible course to the pro league in ten-easy-steps (1 - train, 2 - play tennis, 3 - train, 4 - sleep, 5 - train, etc.). I want to talk about now, and about what makes us us.
This lukewarm friendship between us makes me ill. I want more.
I want to know more about him.
-------------------------------
“I like you, Kaidoh.”
Kaidoh couldn’t answer his senpai yet, but after that, they did talk.
And the wall they’d forced between each other cracked just a little.
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